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Ovan wanted to laugh, but she was obviously serius, "Must be, any ledgend around here is usualy true... I know this one story-" He stopped himself, smiling.

Ovan smiled to her, "Be carefull, we might run into that yetti of yours."

Ovan nodded, "You realy should, its a long one..." He said, trying to recall it in his mind. He thought of something else to say while he tried to remember it.

"Alright, this all happened when I was young," Ovan began, "I had a dream... A crow appeared in my dream, he said: 'tomorow, you aunt is going to die.' Sure enough, the next day, my aunt had died..." he poked the fire with a stick, "The next night, I was deathly afraid. The crow came again, he said to me: 'your daddy is going to die tonight.' The next day, my dad was fine, but there was no milk at the door and my mother was crying. I asked her, 'whats wrong?'" He smiled to Zoje, "Mom was screwing the milkman... Ah, just remembered the real story, ready for it?"

Ovan started to warm against the fire, "I picked up most of this from the Yakuza members. Several thousand years ago, when the world was still divided into the small nations, powerfull creatures existed in the world. The people revered them as gods in their ignorance, fearing their power."

Ovan nodded, "One day, the angeals became so fed up with the human's warship that they imprisoned these monsters in the very monuments that were created in their immage." He began to chew on stick of gum he had in his pocket.

Ovan leaned on his hands, feeling irritated, "The story gets very convaluted from there, lots of different possibilites. Since most of those places, emerors temples or Babalon, are not destroied, most of these creatures are gone... Some might still be around though."